When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Inside, the room was deathly still. Outside, the wind howled and snow whirled past the windows.

After a long silence, Sven finally said, "If you're willing, we can break up."

I knew it...

Charlotte balled her fists, bitterness on her face. "What do you mean, if I'm willing, we break up? And if I'm not?"

Sven fell silent again.

Charlotte sniffed, forcing back her tears so she wouldn't embarrass herself.

"If you want to dump me, at least give me a decent reason. You run home to fix

something and expect me to roll over? Isn't that a little too easy?"

Her words left Sven speechless; once more he said nothing.

His silence only stoked her anger.

Charlotte stood, stalked over, and glared at him. "Say something!"

Confronted with her demand, Sven finally spoke.

"If you don't want to break up, then you'll have to wait for me for a while."

confusion deepened. “Why? What exactly are you going to do,

felt tight; she needed answers

a date. If you won't

eyes were already

said that. We've been together so long,

so tight her nails cut her palms until

with her hurt, Sven truly didn't

away. “Save your apology. I'll wait for you to

couldn't bear

might never meet another man like Sven;

he deceived her and left her waiting in vain, there was nothing she could do. While these thoughts battled in her mind, Sven suddenly

for

sounded like a

quickly. "After you leave, you

"I will."

work every single day, determined to earn money

not making much yet, so this is all

stunned

up-sending money to y

grown

stop worrying about met